coincidence has a heavy grip on you as you realize that all of your haunts
seem to be occupied by him -- the unwelcome visitor. and he walks away and
walks away and you wish you could actually face him straight on instead of
watching him dissapear time after time.
your thoughts dart back to when you first saw him sleeping in his car -- and farther back when you first saw his car. your stomach backfired, caught on fire, jumped on a cliff, tied in knots -- all the terrible cliches. and you knew he was back and for once, you didn't cry. but his face keeps coming and coming and you're sick of him, of his running, of his indecision and his rejection.
then he says it -- the last thing you want to hear, the words you were afraid he'd say. 'i love you.' most girls love that type thing, but as you figured out so many years ago, you're not most girls. and he says those words and this indecesion washes in your rocky stomach -- you can't hate him if he loves you, but you can't love him if he'll hurt you.
and you watch him run away for what seems like the millionth time. the car's smoke hits the night's blackened air and stings your eyes. he's gone again and he got the final word once more. and you slowly whisper under your breath a confession to the stars - one he would have adored if he stayed around long enough to hear it.
"i love you too, jess."
- . - . - . - . - . - . - . - . - END
did you like? i'm pretty open to any rory pairing... but i dont think i want jess to come back
random EPILOUGE: you distinctly remember your mother's frustration as she explained earlier that she held off for too long on purchasing a pair of luke's sister's earrings. but these in her ears catch the fire's light as you return, tearstained, to the bonfire. but you don't ask where she got them -- but you figure nicole didn't recieve a pair.
your thoughts dart back to when you first saw him sleeping in his car -- and farther back when you first saw his car. your stomach backfired, caught on fire, jumped on a cliff, tied in knots -- all the terrible cliches. and you knew he was back and for once, you didn't cry. but his face keeps coming and coming and you're sick of him, of his running, of his indecision and his rejection.
then he says it -- the last thing you want to hear, the words you were afraid he'd say. 'i love you.' most girls love that type thing, but as you figured out so many years ago, you're not most girls. and he says those words and this indecesion washes in your rocky stomach -- you can't hate him if he loves you, but you can't love him if he'll hurt you.
and you watch him run away for what seems like the millionth time. the car's smoke hits the night's blackened air and stings your eyes. he's gone again and he got the final word once more. and you slowly whisper under your breath a confession to the stars - one he would have adored if he stayed around long enough to hear it.
"i love you too, jess."
- . - . - . - . - . - . - . - . - END
did you like? i'm pretty open to any rory pairing... but i dont think i want jess to come back
random EPILOUGE: you distinctly remember your mother's frustration as she explained earlier that she held off for too long on purchasing a pair of luke's sister's earrings. but these in her ears catch the fire's light as you return, tearstained, to the bonfire. but you don't ask where she got them -- but you figure nicole didn't recieve a pair.